Supernatural/Anime Crossover: Where Did My Romantic Comedy Go?

"Yes!"

A chill ran through the crow; it knew its turn was coming soon.

Sure enough, the next moment those golden eyes, known as the "Evil Eyes," looked at him, and he felt a sharp pain in his eyes, as if he had been stung by a scorpion.

I instinctively looked away.

"Crow, go and have Kaguya-hime access the nearby surveillance cameras and get a clear picture of the other person's face."

"I'll go right away."

"Also, collect all the information on the Seifu Taisha Shrine!"

"Yes!"

On the rooftop, two figures rushed into the stairwell, leaving only the young man standing in the raging wind and rain.

Rain dripped from his hair onto his face, and his brow remained furrowed for a long time.

My mind was still replaying the white figure I had just seen.

It mysteriously appeared at the heavily guarded University of Tokyo, and then mysteriously disappeared on the rooftop.

Moreover, the method of their departure was extremely bizarre.

He almost thought he had encountered a ghost.

Could they be members of the "Fierce Demon Clan"?

The young man didn't know.

But he had a strong premonition.

This will definitely not be the last time the two meet.

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Consciousness rises, then suddenly falls.

Kujo Toru rolled over and sat up in bed.

I picked up my phone from beside my pillow and glanced at the time:

12:30 a.m.

Two hours had passed since he entered the training camp, which matched the time he had taken.

He touched his forehead with his right index finger, and a luminous blue light shone from the fingertip.

After carefully feeling it for a moment, he let go.

"Sure enough, the demonic power disappeared after returning to the real world."

Earlier, the demon was babbling about hybrids and third-generation races, but he didn't understand it.

But he understands monsters.

Whether it's him in the virtual world, the evil spirit, or the three people who finally came to the rooftop.

In addition to human blood, there is another non-human bloodline within its body.

Whether it's those golden eyes or the power of words, they are all derived from the power of that inhuman bloodline.

In the world of sorcery, there's a fitting name for this situation—

Half-demon.

When it comes to the realm of yokai, Kujo Tetsu is an expert.

So he directly initiated a ritual specifically for exorcising monsters.

【抜讨】.

This is a ritual that can only be successfully performed by those who have inherited the unique swordsmanship of Seifu Taisha and who are holding the sacred sword, Kuji Mijima Kanesada.

That is, the final blow he delivered to slay the evil spirit.

Slay evil and eliminate filth, and kill non-human beings.

Even if it were "Miura Yumiko" whom he encountered in the corridor that day, Kujo Toru was confident that he would never let her retreat so easily.

However, while the effect is powerful, the drawbacks are also obvious. The conditions for activation are quite demanding, requiring a high level of spiritual power, posture, and mental state.

In the past, when Kujo Toru initiated this ritual, he usually needed a considerable amount of time to make adjustments, making it difficult to apply in actual combat.

However, this is a common problem with all rituals.

At this point, the ritual specialization he had chosen when upgrading Yin-Yang Arts began to play its true role.

No extra adjustments or preparations were needed; his body instinctively cooperated whenever he wanted, and every step was perfectly executed.

He accomplished in just a few seconds what would have taken him more than ten minutes to adjust.

"It's time to see what we've gained this time."

I got out of bed and found a can of Coke in the refrigerator.

He popped open the tab, sipped his soda, and brought up the system panel.

Ignoring the message "[Trial mission completed, 2 skill points gained]", I looked directly at the experience bar.

I just leveled up to LV7 today, but now my experience bar is already more than half full.

They were just one breath away from advancing directly to the next level.

"That much experience?"

Kujo Toru was somewhat surprised.

When he fought that evil spirit, he felt that its strength was at most at the level of a mature demon.

It's a bit stronger than newly born little monsters and vengeful spirits, but far inferior to the monster I encountered in the corridor.

I never expected to get so many experience points.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that this much is indeed appropriate.

Although his strength wasn't great, the inhuman bloodline, or rather, demonic power within him, was indeed quite formidable.

It's simply that the opponent's skills were a bit lacking.

The application of demonic power is still limited to strengthening the physical body, and the use of words of power is merely a simple activation method, which is extremely crude.

It was just a kid randomly slashing with a knife, without any skill or technique involved.

Even someone like him, who exorcises demons, knows better than the other party how to use demonic power.

For example, when using [Word of Power - Dustless Land].

To be honest, he didn't understand what the other person was surprised about.

As long as you treat demonic power as spiritual power and let the power of words return to the essence of ritual, isn't this the final result?

Anyone with hands can do it.

"If all the monsters I encounter are like this, who can't even figure out how to use their demonic powers, that would be wonderful."

He muttered something under his breath.

I glanced at the now-grayed-out trial icon and the words below it: "[The next trial will begin in one week]".

Kujo Tetsu crushed the empty Coke can, threw it in the trash can, and went back to his bedroom.

sleep!

The next morning, without an alarm clock, Kujo Toru woke up naturally, urged on by his well-established biological clock.

Then comes washing up, a morning run, and breakfast.

Then change into your kendo uniform and go to the dojo to practice kendo.

This kendo style was learned by Kujo Toru from his mother in this life, because she was the sword priest of Seifu Taisha Shrine.

The one specifically in charge of communication and rituals is the Nine-Character Sacred Sword, Mijima Kanesada.

In previous years, the Obon festival also included a sword dance ceremony to ward off evil spirits for the participating believers.

However, due to their unexpected good fortune, the festival was never held again.

Sweat slid down his forehead to the tip of his nose, and with the violent movement, he was thrown out and shattered completely on the wooden floor.

Wiping away his sweat, Kujo Toru let out a breath and put the wooden sword back on the sword rack.

I glanced at the time on my phone and realized it was about time.

Back in his residence in the rear hall, he took a bath and changed his clothes.

He picked up a half-person-high wooden plaque that read "Offerings Received Today" and headed straight down the mountain.

Although the neighbors all know that the shrine is open on weekends, what if some new residents don't know?

It would be more reassuring to put up a sign to remind people.

After all, the offerings are one of his current sources of income.

Moreover, the system's offering fee task is not yet finished.

This morning, the next round of tasks was released:

[New Player Mission 2: Achieve 300 million yen in offerings]

[Task Reward: New permissions unlocked in the Training Module]

After last night's torrential rain and strong winds, the approach to the temple was a bit slippery.

Fallen leaves and broken branches from the trees on both sides were scattered all over the ground.

The white shimenawa rope was still dripping water downwards.

Carrying the wooden sign, Kujo Toru walked towards the tall, scarlet torii gate at the foot of the mountain.

At the same time, he smelled it.

The faint smell of blood in the air.

Volume 1: Chapter Twelve - Under the Snow

Because of the heavy rain, the sky over Chiba City is quite clear today.

The heat of June has subsided considerably.

Sunlight shone brightly on the still slightly waterlogged ground.

Birds chirped in the treetops, a sign of peace and tranquility.

If you ignore the smell of blood in the air.

Kujo Toru frowned as he looked at the thick layer of crow corpses at his feet.

The scattered black feathers lay quietly in the dried, blackened bloodstains.

The tall, scarlet torii gate serves as the boundary.

On this side of the shrine, there is nothing but withered branches and fallen leaves on the approach.

At the other end of the street, the ground was littered with the carcasses of crows, and the stench of blood was overwhelming.

It was a very eerie scene.

It sends chills down your spine.

It was as if some non-human entity was trying to break into the shrine, only to be stopped at the torii gate.

Unfortunately, Seifu Taisha is not an ordinary shrine.

Although Kujo Toru did not know which deity the enshrined [Mijima Purification Deity] was, and could not find the deity's name even after searching through mythology, the divine power that enveloped the entire shrine was undeniable.

Shrines blessed by the gods are forbidden to all evil spirits.

A subtle, lustrous blue light quietly shone from the bottom of his brown pupils.

Kujo Toru activated his spiritual vision.

"There was no resentment, no filth...the traces were cleaned up very thoroughly."

The world within sight has changed.